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Facing everyone's gaze, Link smiled faintly:

"This is a matter between you and the Beckman family. I represent the Foley family now. This matter has nothing to do with me. So, this time I'm just here to watch the show."

"But you are not the successor of the Beckman family..."

Little Schwartz frowned and said in surprise, but he was only halfway through when he saw the bitter and embarrassing expression on the old Beckman's face.

Little Schwartz's frowning brows stretched out, and his face became more enlightened.

He felt he understood.

The grandson that old Beckman was looking for was indeed excellent.

But the better the person, the higher the price.

The reason why this Link Foley suddenly appeared to have nothing to do with him hanging up high at the moment was because he and old Beckman had not yet reached a relationship because of the additional conditions of inheriting the Beckman family.

Figured this out, little Schwartz obediently shut his mouth.

Others present may not have understood this as little Schwartz did, but they were basically silent.

He didn't get to the bottom of it, nor did he want to drive out Link, the "irrelevant person".

After all, the Foley family represented by the other party is really in full swing in the country, and there are actually not a few people who are secretly paying attention to this assassination. Dolink is not too many, there is no need to offend the other party for such a trivial matter.

Of course, this is just what most people think, and the old cowboy Lange obviously doesn't think so.

After hearing Link's answer, he smothered the cigarette butts heavily on the conference table, and then laughed:

"You people are always so timid. Back then when we ran rampant in Europe, you liked to be the tortoises and you didn't help each other, but after so many years, you also gave me this set! What? Is it the fine tradition of your people?"

When this statement came out, everyone, including the old witch of the International Federation of Wizards, didn't look good.

Know that all of you guys are doing so much work to get people to forget their Grindelwald Saints background.

But Lange mentioned these people again directly in front of outsiders today.

This is really embarrassing.

"Do you want to declare war on the Foley family or even the entire magical world of the country?" Link narrowed his eyes and rubbed the wand in his hand, "Lange, don't you really think you're amazing? I can be very To tell you clearly, I myself am the recipient of the Second Class Medal of the Order of Merlin, and my Foley family has long been in contact with the current Minister of Magic of the Nation, the MP for Wizengamot, the representative of the International Confederation of Wizards, Mr. Fudge, and Dumbledore both maintained a long and friendly relationship.

What do you think it would be if I told them there was still a remnant of a saint named Lange in Germany? "

"You goddamn Englishman!"

Lange's face darkened suddenly, and he got up to draw his wand.

Seeing this, Old Hartman, who had been sitting beside him, hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, and the other members of the Despicable Alliance also began to persuade him.

They knew very well that with Link's energy, what Link had just said was very likely to become reality.

They don't care how Lange dies.

The most important problem is that if it is really cleaned up, it will affect them.

For a while, the entire conference tent became noisy.

Lange didn't know if he was pretending or if he really couldn't resist Old Hartman's obstruction. He was actually stuck in place with Old Hartman, and he couldn't even draw his wand.

A gray-white ray suddenly shot out, and suddenly separated the people of the Despicable Alliance.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard the old witch, the supervisor in the corner, saying dissatisfiedly:

"Don't waste any more time for me, I didn't come here to listen to your quarrel, hurry up and get back to business!"

"you……"

Beckman waited with a pair of red eyes, looking angrily at the supervisor old witch.

But in the end, he still sat back to his seat without saying a word-he dared to fight with Link's fierce, but he never dared to do the same to the old witch, because the other party now represents the whole world Wizards Union!

Link, who didn't have a good show to watch, sneered again and again, and did not continue to investigate the matter.

After all, Link believes that he is still a very generous person, so he will not be angry with a person who is going to die tomorrow.

"That's right, everyone is their own people, there is no need to make things like this, let's get down to business, let's get down to business hahaha..." Old Hartman said with a hahaha when he saw this, "Beckman, you It's late, so let me explain the situation to you first.

For now, we've decided to leave for Nurmengard prison tomorrow morning. The general plan was similar to what we had originally agreed upon, and it was still the Kugel family and non-combatants like Ms. Schwartz who called the door first on the grounds of visitation.

Then if the call fails, we fighters go into the prison and do the rest.

Oh yes, Mr. Foley. Since you just want to be a bystander, don't enter the tower with us this time. "

Old Hartman looked at Link, and continued until Link nodded, "In addition, in terms of personnel, our main breakthrough player is still Mr. Lange. The rest of the personnel are the 10 followers brought by you three. And 50 battle wizards sent by my Hartman family.

call!

In the end I want to ask if you guys have any other better suggestions on combat strategy, after all, life is precious and I don't want to see any casualties among our people. "

Old Hartman's tone was dull and bitter.

But that's no wonder.

In this operation, the other families are almost all paddling, and the people sent are pitiful. It is almost obvious that they want the people of his Hartman family to be cannon fodder.

But in front of the supervisor old witch, he couldn't say anything about reducing the manpower.

So we can only hope that someone can come up with a reliable tactic to reduce casualties.

It is a pity, however, that there are really no smart people or strategists in the League of Despicables - if there were them, they would not be able to get into the situation that is being arbitrarily manipulated by the International Federation of Wizards.

As a result, all old Hartman gained was endless silence.

Seeing this, the smile on Old Hartman's face could no longer be maintained, and his expression was gloomy.

Link looked amused and asked jokingly:

"Mr. Hartman, what level of strength are the 50 battle wizards you brought?"

"Basically, they are at the level of ordinary strikers," Hartman said in a deep tone. "There are also Aurors, but there are not many, no more than 5."

"Since all of them have striker-level strength, why don't you try to destroy Nurmengard Prison directly?"

Link crossed Erlang's legs and said leisurely, "Although Nurmengard Prison may use anti-magic building materials, with additional defensive magic on the outside, the progress of directly attacking the building may be quite slow. Devore is getting closer to open terrain in our favor. Wouldn't that be a safe way to go?"

"That's right! Mr. Foley, you're so kind!"

Hearing that, Old Hartman's eyes lit up, and he patted his thigh excitedly.

Looking at it like that, it seems that I can't wait to jump up and hug Link and kiss him twice.

If it really follows Link's plan, maybe none of the people he brings will be damaged!

The surrounding small Schwartz and others also echoed.

Although they can't come up with serious ideas, and they don't come up with them very much, they are still good at pushing the boat with the current.

Just when everyone was jubilant, they heard the supervisor old witch in the corner say coldly:

"No! You absolutely cannot use the method of destroying Nurmengard Prison. Not only that, but you must always pay attention to the accuracy and power of the spell when you return to the tower to attack, and you must ensure that the main body of Nurmengard Prison is complete!"

The originally lively conference tent was instantly quiet.

Everyone looked at the supervisor, the old witch, in astonishment. Old Hartman asked angrily:

"why!?"

"Because Nurmengard, as the most notorious prison in Grindelwald's period and now the detention point of Grindelwald, is a very important milestone in the history of the International Federation of Wizards against the underworld! We will never allow you to use this kind of The reason will cause harm to it!" The supervisor, the old witch, was not afraid of Hartman at all, and insisted, "Do you think this reason is enough?"

"Excuse! This is Chi Guoguo's excuse! You just don't see us well and want to make us bleed as much as possible!"

Hartman roared like a furious bear.

And this time, the other despicable people around didn't have any intention to stop them. Everyone quietly bowed their heads and sat on their seats, looking resentful.

The reason the old witch was looking for was too fake.

This made them feel a little sad.

What's more, like little Schwartz, who likes brain supplements, there is even a feeling that the International Federation of Wizards wants to take this opportunity to catch them all.

"Whatever you say, but I want to remind you that you must complete the task of the International Federation of Wizards! Otherwise..."

The old witch spoke indifferently, then got up and quickly left the conference tent.

The move further angered Hartman Sr.

He didn't dare to trouble the old witch, so he roared and started smashing the furniture in the tent to vent.

The whole meeting broke up.

Back in the tents that the veterans of Beckman Castle had already arranged, the anguish and entanglement that had been hanging on Beckman's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of excitement.

He hurriedly cast a soundproof spell on the entire tent and said to Link:

"Everyone is ready, right?"

"Of course, I have sent the coordinates here to old Clay and Snape, and they should have been ambushed around Nurmengard prison by now."

Link sat on a soft chair carelessly, and said while loosening his tie, "You did a good job today, they probably didn't see it. Tomorrow, you will follow the original plan, and you will follow Lang first. Get them into the tower, and then we will direct the ambush Snape and the others to get rid of the people outside first, and then they will make peace with you."

Beckman didn't care about Link's slightly rude appearance, nodding his head and pacing back and forth in the tent.

"The only problem now is the old witch sent by the International Federation of Wizards! She will definitely not let us stop Lange and the others and sabotage the plan of the International Federation of Wizards! Otherwise, we will solve her directly, right?"

Hearing that, Link's brows furrowed.

He did not answer Beckman the first time, but poured a glass of German-made Meteor dry red wine, pushed it in front of Beckman, and said slowly:

"You're too excited now, it's better to calm down."

Beckman took the goblet and drank it, then glared at Link with those red eyes.

Seeing that Beckman really couldn't turn around, Link shook his head and said:

"We can't do anything with that old witch."

Beckman widened his eyes and said:

"Why? She'll tell the International Federation of Wizards exactly what we've done, and then..."

Before Beckman could finish speaking, Link interrupted:

"so what?"

Beckman was speechless for a moment, while Link continued:

"I know Dumbledore too well, and you must know Grindelwald very well. The two of them fight and fight, do you really think Dumbledore will sit and watch Grindelwald be murdered?

I dare say that the guy who instigated those despicables to assassinate Grindelwald this time is just the private plan of a very few people within the International Confederation of Wizards, at least Dumbledore must be unaware of it.

What if the old witch communicated the situation back?

The guy hiding behind will never make a sound!

He was afraid of Dumbledore's revenge!

It is because he is afraid that he controls ex-Saints like you to do this!

You don't really think that when this is done you'll be able to say goodbye to the past and live unsupervised life?

They just want you to suffer Dumbledore's wrath!

He had the idea of ​​killing you all from the start! "

The bloodshot in Beckman's eyes became denser, his fists were clenched, and the whole person was very emotional.

But in the end, he loosened his fist and said sadly:

"It's a good plan, how can they do this, Merlin, they are the most despicable people in the world. Guys like me are probably no different from bigger ants in their eyes. When will they be killed by them? Don't you know?"

He looked at Link again, and finally there was a little more light in his eyes, "Link, you are different from me. You have the wisdom and strength to compete with them, and you will achieve a great thing! Far better than what we did at the beginning. Bigger business!!"

"I don't need you to tell me this," Link said with a blank look at Beckman, "I advise you to show up and keep your spirits up. For you, tomorrow will be a tough battle."

Beckman nodded and murmured:

"Yeah, I have to adjust my state. Tomorrow, tomorrow I'm going to kill all the scum!

Besides, I have to ask Lord Grindelwald. In the beginning, how did he lose to Dumbledore in the first place, he was so powerful...he would not abandon us...he was a good leader...our ideal..."

Link shook his head listening to Beckman's apparently half-crazy self-talk, and returned to his room directly.

He has no interest in these old chaff rotten things.

Even if he had to listen, he was more willing to listen to Grindelwald himself.

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